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Chapter 613 War God
It is too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost. Not everyone understands the Reason of preparing for danger in times of Peace, especially for existences as naturally powerful as Hyperion, Power that comes too easily is not always a good thing.
Looking at Yang Le, who was still charging towards him regardless of being weakened, Hyperion couldn't help but feel a trace of vigilance.
Even when he was obviously weakened, he still charged straight at the enemy like this. This person was either a brainless brute or had some kind of reliance.
Hyperion was more willing to believe that his enemy was the latter. He didn't think there would be such a stupid person, so even though he temporarily had the upper hand, he still didn't act rashly, but dodged Yang Le's Charge.
Although he dodged the Attack, Hyperion's Atomic Ray did not stop. Orange-yellow Energy burst out again, this time targeting Yang Le's back heart.
If this move hit solidly, even Hyperion himself would have to lie on the Ground for a long time. If his opponent was just a brainless brute, he would have the Confidence to take down his opponent directly with this move.
But how could Yang Le let him get his wish? Just based on the Ability he had shown before, plus his Human appearance, it was not difficult to see that the Alien Hero Yang Le transformed into at this time was one of the top Races in the Marvel Universe—Asgardians.
Even more so because Yang Le's Asgardian genes came from Thor, so his transformation into an Asgardian had far surpassed other God Race's powerful Power and terrifying Potential.
For example, the Lightning he just displayed, this was a manifestation of Thor's Power, considered an inheritance from the genes, and Lightning often does not travel alone.
Yang Le suddenly turned around and threw a Punch at the incoming Ray. This Punch stirred the Atmosphere, and in the blink of an Eye, a rotating Wind Wall formed in front of Yang Le.
The Wind Wall with Divine Power had Entity, forcefully blocking Hyperion's ever-victorious Atomic Ray. But the collision of two powerful Power was obviously not Peaceful, and the muffled Sound like Thunder was the best proof.
"Boom!"
Speaking of Lightning, several Thunder actually fell from the Sky. Each Lightning fell close to Yang Le's Body, making people's hearts palpitate.
But Yang Le was completely unfazed. The Lightning falling from the Sky had an affinity for him. These natural Power would only become his help and not a Threat.
Of course, if there was a more powerful Lightning user, it would also be possible for Lightning to Damage him. Yes, speaking of Thor, after all, controlling Lightning is his authority, Yang Le was only temporarily borrowing it due to his genes.
Things that are borrowed are never as handy as your own. Perhaps he should try using his own Godhood.
"Whoosh~"
Hyperion vigilantly watched Yang Le hovering not far away. He didn't know why, but the Sky, which was originally thundering and covered with dark clouds, suddenly became Peaceful, as if the Natural Disaster scene before was just his Illusion.
Of course, Hyperion knew this was impossible. He understood that this was just the Peace before the Storm, and the real Battle had just begun.
"Now, let's start the second round."
Yang Le suddenly opened his Eyes. At the same time, several Lightning instantly struck down, but they did not aim at anyone, just falling randomly but rhythmically in the Air.
Why? Why not use Lightning to launch an Attack like just now?
Hyperion's Heart was full of doubt, but at this time Yang Le moved. Before the former could figure out the previous Problem, the real Trouble had already come to his side.
"Because that is the Drum Sound announcing the start of War!"
After saying this, Yang Le's Fist had already solidly hit Hyperion's Face. This Punch was more fierce than the Thunder in the Sky.
"Boom!"
The exploding Thunder and the Sound of the Fist hitting the target sounded at the same Time. Hyperion, who was sent flying, could no longer distinguish which Sound was louder. He only knew that he had to adjust his Form because Yang Le's next Attack was already coming.
The Gale at this time transformed into Yang Le's Warhorse, carrying Yang Le to catch up with Hyperion who was sent flying, still looking relentless.
"Ah!"
Hyperion roared, and orange-yellow Light broke through the clouds. The Atmosphere was ignited, as if a second Sun was rising on Earth.
Facing this heaven-and-earth-changing Attack, Yang Le just raised his Right Hand and shouted.
"Who will help me!"
"Boom!"
A Thunder responded to Yang Le's call. White Lightning struck directly into Yang Le's Right Hand Palm. Yang Le felt something and immediately closed his five fingers, tightly grasping it in his Palm.
"Haah!"
Yang Le focused his Qi in his dantian, and swung his Right Hand holding Lightning fiercely at the incoming Ray. The thick Lightning was gradually elongated and deformed in the Air, and faintly transformed into the Form of an Axe.
"Boom!"
Two unparalleled Power collided, blasting the cloudy Sky into a clear Sky for thousands of miles, but only for a moment. When the Gale subsided, more dark clouds made a comeback again.
Opening his Palm, letting the last bit of Lightning in his Hand dissipate, Yang Le did not intend to give Hyperion a chance to breathe. He stretched out his Left Hand and casually grabbed the dark clouds that had just spread over, holding them in his Hand.
Holding his Left Hand forward and flat, the dark clouds in his Hand began to transform. As Yang Le's Right Hand rested on the dark clouds, Hyperion finally saw that the dark clouds had turned into something like a Bow.
His Right Hand pinched a wisp of dark cloud. As Yang Le drew the Bowstring fully, rumbling Thunder was heard incessantly for a Time.
"Boom!"
Yang Le released the Bowstring, and several Lightning instantly transformed into Arrows, scattering out from the dark clouds and striking towards Hyperion in unison.
Hyperion dodged several Thunder by moving and shifting. Some that he couldn't dodge in Time, he could only shatter with his Fist. Feeling the burning pain and numbness from his Hand, Hyperion was truly suffering in silence.
"It's not over yet!"
Yang Le casually grabbed again, and the Storm carrying him was pulled into his Hand. These constantly rotating Gale transformed into a long strip-shaped Weapon in an illogical Form.
Along with the movement of Yang Le's Wrist, the Storm whipped towards Hyperion like a Long Whip, its Speed was so fast that he couldn't even react.
"Tear!"
Hyperion looked at his Upper Clothes being torn apart. The Power of these Wind far exceeded his expectations. It should be said that those natural Power had been enhanced several times in Yang Le's Hand.
Ordinary Thunder could not Damage Hyperion. This was a Reason he understood when he was six years old, but what was happening at this Time contradicted his Awareness cultivated over the past ten years.
"What the hell are you?"
Yang Le, riding the Storm in the distance, draped in Thunder, with dark clouds wrapped around his Body, coldly stared at Hyperion, who was completely puzzled.
(End of Chapter)
It is too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost. Not everyone understands the Reason of preparing for danger in times of Peace, especially for existences as naturally powerful as Hyperion, Power that comes too easily is not always a good thing.
Looking at Yang Le, who was still charging towards him regardless of being weakened, Hyperion couldn't help but feel a trace of vigilance.
Even when he was obviously weakened, he still charged straight at the enemy like this. This person was either a brainless brute or had some kind of reliance.
Hyperion was more willing to believe that his enemy was the latter. He didn't think there would be such a stupid person, so even though he temporarily had the upper hand, he still didn't act rashly, but dodged Yang Le's Charge.
Although he dodged the Attack, Hyperion's Atomic Ray did not stop. Orange-yellow Energy burst out again, this time targeting Yang Le's back heart.
If this move hit solidly, even Hyperion himself would have to lie on the Ground for a long time. If his opponent was just a brainless brute, he would have the Confidence to take down his opponent directly with this move.
But how could Yang Le let him get his wish? Just based on the Ability he had shown before, plus his Human appearance, it was not difficult to see that the Alien Hero Yang Le transformed into at this time was one of the top Races in the Marvel Universe—Asgardians.
Even more so because Yang Le's Asgardian genes came from Thor, so his transformation into an Asgardian had far surpassed other God Race's powerful Power and terrifying Potential.
For example, the Lightning he just displayed, this was a manifestation of Thor's Power, considered an inheritance from the genes, and Lightning often does not travel alone.
Yang Le suddenly turned around and threw a Punch at the incoming Ray. This Punch stirred the Atmosphere, and in the blink of an Eye, a rotating Wind Wall formed in front of Yang Le.
The Wind Wall with Divine Power had Entity, forcefully blocking Hyperion's ever-victorious Atomic Ray. But the collision of two powerful Power was obviously not Peaceful, and the muffled Sound like Thunder was the best proof.
"Boom!"
Speaking of Lightning, several Thunder actually fell from the Sky. Each Lightning fell close to Yang Le's Body, making people's hearts palpitate.
But Yang Le was completely unfazed. The Lightning falling from the Sky had an affinity for him. These natural Power would only become his help and not a Threat.
Of course, if there was a more powerful Lightning user, it would also be possible for Lightning to Damage him. Yes, speaking of Thor, after all, controlling Lightning is his authority, Yang Le was only temporarily borrowing it due to his genes.
Things that are borrowed are never as handy as your own. Perhaps he should try using his own Godhood.
"Whoosh~"
Hyperion vigilantly watched Yang Le hovering not far away. He didn't know why, but the Sky, which was originally thundering and covered with dark clouds, suddenly became Peaceful, as if the Natural Disaster scene before was just his Illusion.
Of course, Hyperion knew this was impossible. He understood that this was just the Peace before the Storm, and the real Battle had just begun.
"Now, let's start the second round."
Yang Le suddenly opened his Eyes. At the same time, several Lightning instantly struck down, but they did not aim at anyone, just falling randomly but rhythmically in the Air.
Why? Why not use Lightning to launch an Attack like just now?
Hyperion's Heart was full of doubt, but at this time Yang Le moved. Before the former could figure out the previous Problem, the real Trouble had already come to his side.
"Because that is the Drum Sound announcing the start of War!"
After saying this, Yang Le's Fist had already solidly hit Hyperion's Face. This Punch was more fierce than the Thunder in the Sky.
"Boom!"
The exploding Thunder and the Sound of the Fist hitting the target sounded at the same Time. Hyperion, who was sent flying, could no longer distinguish which Sound was louder. He only knew that he had to adjust his Form because Yang Le's next Attack was already coming.
The Gale at this time transformed into Yang Le's Warhorse, carrying Yang Le to catch up with Hyperion who was sent flying, still looking relentless.
"Ah!"
Hyperion roared, and orange-yellow Light broke through the clouds. The Atmosphere was ignited, as if a second Sun was rising on Earth.
Facing this heaven-and-earth-changing Attack, Yang Le just raised his Right Hand and shouted.
"Who will help me!"
"Boom!"
A Thunder responded to Yang Le's call. White Lightning struck directly into Yang Le's Right Hand Palm. Yang Le felt something and immediately closed his five fingers, tightly grasping it in his Palm.
"Haah!"
Yang Le focused his Qi in his dantian, and swung his Right Hand holding Lightning fiercely at the incoming Ray. The thick Lightning was gradually elongated and deformed in the Air, and faintly transformed into the Form of an Axe.
"Boom!"
Two unparalleled Power collided, blasting the cloudy Sky into a clear Sky for thousands of miles, but only for a moment. When the Gale subsided, more dark clouds made a comeback again.
Opening his Palm, letting the last bit of Lightning in his Hand dissipate, Yang Le did not intend to give Hyperion a chance to breathe. He stretched out his Left Hand and casually grabbed the dark clouds that had just spread over, holding them in his Hand.
Holding his Left Hand forward and flat, the dark clouds in his Hand began to transform. As Yang Le's Right Hand rested on the dark clouds, Hyperion finally saw that the dark clouds had turned into something like a Bow.
His Right Hand pinched a wisp of dark cloud. As Yang Le drew the Bowstring fully, rumbling Thunder was heard incessantly for a Time.
"Boom!"
Yang Le released the Bowstring, and several Lightning instantly transformed into Arrows, scattering out from the dark clouds and striking towards Hyperion in unison.
Hyperion dodged several Thunder by moving and shifting. Some that he couldn't dodge in Time, he could only shatter with his Fist. Feeling the burning pain and numbness from his Hand, Hyperion was truly suffering in silence.
"It's not over yet!"
Yang Le casually grabbed again, and the Storm carrying him was pulled into his Hand. These constantly rotating Gale transformed into a long strip-shaped Weapon in an illogical Form.
Along with the movement of Yang Le's Wrist, the Storm whipped towards Hyperion like a Long Whip, its Speed was so fast that he couldn't even react.
"Tear!"
Hyperion looked at his Upper Clothes being torn apart. The Power of these Wind far exceeded his expectations. It should be said that those natural Power had been enhanced several times in Yang Le's Hand.
Ordinary Thunder could not Damage Hyperion. This was a Reason he understood when he was six years old, but what was happening at this Time contradicted his Awareness cultivated over the past ten years.
"What the hell are you?"
Yang Le, riding the Storm in the distance, draped in Thunder, with dark clouds wrapped around his Body, coldly stared at Hyperion, who was completely puzzled.
(End of Chapter)
